Hello Mum! as the ATSU shamelessly spoils the RAF photo in a desperate self publicity attempt Well, what a week for The Altrincham Tactical Strike Unit. No longer had we taken to the air we had a couple a friends come up to say hello in the form of two Tornado F3's. Hello lads we said, what can we do for you? They were pleasant enough but there was an air of unfriendliness that we noted as they complained that we were closing on restricted airspace.
HELLO MUM!
"All right all right, keep yer hair on lads, we're just out for the spin, don't take the piss though as we're armed to the fucking teeth with 12 thermonuclear Raduga Kh-55 Thermonuclear Cruise Missiles split between two massive internal rotary launchers. But don't worry, were just out and about having a little fly. Hey is that a camera? Hello mum! Hey are we going to get on TV? Ive always wanted to meet Gordon Burns, I always liked him in that Kyptonite factor or what ever it was, him and that Kelly fella in Going for Gold, great shows they were... Lads?, Lads?"
It was at this point the ATSU realised the RAF lads had disappeared back to base; rather rudely we thought considering they didn't have the courtesy to take their leave. Anyway, maybe their tea was going cold.
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